memorabilia 3: the telegram – World War II

Getting a telegram in wartime was always rather traumatic. Too often it would have been announcing bad news. So perhaps my mother had a bit of an experience when this arrived for her 1943 birthday. She had already had the experience of giving birth to me and was still in hospital. Yes, I was born in Hurstville, but grew up in The Shire.

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